The waste wood princess is the god of war

Chapter 250 Dragon Spirit
The demon servant had no choice but to look at Mu Anqi, hoping that Mu Anqi could persuade Young Master Luo.

Mu Anqi just squinted his eyes slightly, held the handle of the demon blade firmly with his fingers, stood where he was, and didn't speak.The weak wind gently blew her hair, and it was gently teased at the position of the ear temples.

The face was so beautiful that men and women could not be distinguished, but the expression was cold and indifferent, like a heartless son, but it made people feel affectionate.

It seems that such a person can only be used to look up to, not to join hands.

"Everyone says this Mu Anqi is pretty, really..." Both men and women feel this way, and when they see her, their hearts melt.

In a place where Nangong rarely exists, it is indeed not easy to have other people outstanding.

Of course, Gongzi Luo is also the focus of attention.Because, the prince of the Southern Wasteland, it is said that when he was very young, he was gifted in the sky, unmatched by anyone.

He has a childish face, and his big eyes seem to be covered with a layer of mist, which makes people want to take a closer look at what kind of expression is hidden in these misty eyes.

Because he has very little expression, no one knows what he is thinking.

The goose in his hand may be the only thing that can understand his inner thoughts.

To protect Mu Anqi, one must show one's strength.

Although the father mentioned that he should not show his strength in front of outsiders, but Gong Ziluo felt that it didn't matter.Just because that person is Mu Anqi, Mu Anqi who has an aura similar to that of the Northern Demon Emperor.

He looked at Nangongshang swimming in the fluttering white feathers with misty eyes.

Raise your hand, with slender fingers, pinch gently.Those feathers seemed to be sentient, and suddenly condensed into a huge spherical shape.

The ball made of feathers quickly flew towards Nangong Shang.

Nangong Shang roared, "It's up to you?"

With this roar, there is a brilliant golden light all over his body, and those golden lights are the legendary dragon spirit.Something that only the emperors and princes of Dongzhou have.

With this, it means that the name is justified.

The Nangong Cup is wrapped in a layer of golden light, bathed in the golden color, as if a god descended into the world, carrying a ray of light, falling into the world of mortals, slaying demons and subduing demons.

The onlookers took a cold breath.Such a gorgeous move really makes people tremble.

Mu Anqi just watched from the side, but didn't make a move.

She believed that the demon servant's attack would be much cleaner than hers.

Nangong Shao blinked his pretty eyes, his third brother is so strong, he did not expect to practice dragon energy to such a degree.

Back then, the royal father held three fruits of profound strength and a wisp of dragon breath, and asked the five of them to choose based on their strength.

Back then, Nangong Shi won No.1, but he did not choose dragon energy, but chose the fruit of ice-type profound strength.

Prince Shang naturally chose the Dragon Qi, after all, the name is right and proper.

The eldest brother Nangong He chose to give up, and the second brother Nangong Yi chose a black fruit of profound strength, the fruit of death.

Nangong Shao can only choose the fruit of charm and profound strength.

However, Nangong Shao was not very interested in cultivation, so his progress was very slow.Now it's just the lower stage of Xuanling, not the king of Xuan.

At this time, it was the first time that Nangong Shao hated his uselessness, and he was so much worse than Nangong Shang!If it's a little bit stronger, don't you need to let the young master get in the way?
He gritted his teeth fiercely, what a fool!
Today, in order to be with Mu Anqi, he happened to not bring his own "Xixiang". Xixiang is a follower of Nangong Shao, who is of the same nature as Nangongshi's Qingyunwei.

He took a deep breath, and from the initial anger, he gradually turned into introspection.

For the first time, he was so thirsty for power...

But I saw Young Master Luo flying up, stepping on the feathers in the air with his toes, and the boy in white walked towards the sun as if walking in the air.

(End of this chapter)